No wind. Mist and fog all around robbing the world of colour. With visibility diminished the other senses seemed heightened. As we walked down the path Daisy seemed to find smells on every blade of grass. The smells of damp vegetation and the Fulmars' guano filled the air for me. The Kittiwakes screamed their name and the sea raged in my left ear while skylarks sang above their fields in my right ear.
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